exams results was astonishingly good. like unexpectedly good. but when i got to know of others' results, i dont feel THAT great anymore. but luckily those middle-aged-PMS-half-phsychotic ehems thinks otherwise. so i am perfectly safe for now of their naggings or whatsoever.
HOWEVER! i cant escape from their tauntings of getting married and having an evil in-law who tortures their daughter-in-law to do housework. Hence, i was forced into the kitchen till my hands were yellow from mixing herbs, chorse from the detergent and cuts from cutting onions, garlic and chillis.
ITS NOT LIKE I AM GOING TO FREAKING GET MARRIED NEXT WEEK RIGHTTTT~! ERGGGHHHHH.
sigh. i wanna go back to schoooooooooooooooollllllllllllllllllll. *sobs*
someone, save me. take me away.
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